Thursday, October 23, 2008

Tolerance. This word belongs to the dictionary of altruists. Dr Murks has always thought that it does not exist in reality. Being tolerant. Being tolerant is like being without bones, not really caring, not paying attention, not having an opinion. Being tolerant is like denying yourself. Denying your own ideas and ethics.

Still. Some time ago Dr Murks felt the new kind of feeling that can most probably be called tolerance. The way it happened:

Dr Murks knew a guy with whom was impossible to get along. Every time Dr Murks saw him Dr Murks felt like: “buuu-brrrr-mul-mul-mul-mul-wah-uh-luru-luru-luru-urrrrrrrr.” There was not anything specific. Or maybe there was. Too many details came together. So annoying, so stupid. Could speak hours about the issues related to him. Spend hours thinking how somebody can be like this. And at the same time, admit that he is not a bad person, just so annoying.

And on one day the feeling was gone. Gone with the wind or fallen down like a birch leave in the autumn. Dr Murks was talking to him and not feeling the “buuu-brrrr-mul-mul-mul-mul-wah-uh-luru-luru-luru-urrrrrrrr” anymore. Amazing! He was the same person, Dr Murks was the same person, but the feeling had flown away. Who can explain? Was there some door opened? Was there a wall fallen down? What happened?

The feeling is great! Dr Murks could even like this tolerance thing. Makes everything so light and free! Dr Murks can fly!!!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Dr Murks is Moonrunning. In the autumn evening when the Daughters of Night have taken the colors of the Birch and Maple leaves for their dancing dress; they have left the trees gray and characterless. Only the tall shapes are bending in the wind and the Moon is designing the shapes of their shadows on the ground. The Moon is victorious, the Moon is royal. The Moon is looking down to the scenery and sees Dr Murks running between the trees; having a rest from a quicksilvery day, from the vertiginous colors.Still. Auspiciously, the trees will regain their beautiful colors in the morning from the Sun.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

... and wondering1. will the clothes be clean if they don't get any washing powder.2. why the water from the washing machine is foaming as there is no powder in the machine.3. how come Dr Murks is so dazed that forgot to use the powder.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Dr Muks made a decision to move out. Everybody is asking: "Where do you move?" "I move out," replies Dr Murks. Just out, to nowhere. Stuff can go to an old garage in Annelinn and Dr Murks to the wide world. Soon. Very soon.And. After Dr Murks had made the decision, and started to look for new residents, Dr Murks discovered that there are already new residents in the flat. Even three of them. Only a pragmatic problem that they will not pay any rent. Let's introduce them.

First. In the woodshed, there lives a huge frog. Dr Murks just saw it in the morning. A beautiful one. Overly green and dots on the back. Dr Murks really felt like kissing it. But the frog was too peaceful, too calm, too respectful that Dr Murks did not tear to.Second. In the corner of the room lives fungus. An ugly one that aims to take over the whole wall. Dr Murks discovered it while moving around the furniture for more convenient last weeks. And there it is! Welcome! Fortunately the Owner, who lives the next door and were asked to come over right after the discover promised to throw it out the coming weekend.Third. A small black mice. Just run under the fridge in the kitchen today. There was already a sense of the existence of the mice in the air. As somebody had tasted the chocolate on The Flatmates table. But had not seen it before. Small and beautiful black creature. It has not left even any poop around us so far. Will see about its future here..

Besides, the room is light and relatively big even for two persons. On a sunny day, the sun shines from the window the whole day. The view is towards the Soup Town, Toome Hill and even the Tower of Jaani Church can be seen. The flatmates are nice and quiet (not allowed to make parties as there are many small children living in the house, but visitors are the most welcome). Woodheeting (the oven is god and keeps the flat warm for several days). Shower, fridge, washing machine. 10 min to Town Hall Squere, 2 min to jogging path by the Emajõgi. The most beautiful house on the street! And, and, and...

The one who wants to have my room from the end of October! Contact me!